[Chorus: R. Kelly]Now somebody's girl is in my mansionShakin that ass to thisAnd somebody's girl is in my hot tubDrinkin that glass of Crist'And somebody's girl is in my bedroomAnd man she's a superfreakAnd somebody's girl is leavin my cribNow on to the next booty

[Jay-Z]Ummmmmmmmm, I don't mean no harmBut your boy got the magic stick, the Don JuanBishop, chicks'll dissapear in thin airLike mist or some shit like this I swearI take handcuffs off misses, I pick locks wickedI catch your eye cause my tick-tock's frigidMy necklace glisten, all reckless chicks isEyeballin, yeah, and I caught 'em like perfect pitchesCall me Mike PiazzaOnce I get 'em in, my fly casaIt's hot tubs, heated pools and no rulesCall your old dude and tell him he old newsTell that fella you feel like CinderellaWith both shoes and it's almost twoFuck a storybook endin, we bendin the rulesThis is somebody's girl part two, now move

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[R. Kelly]Uhh, let me at itSomebody's girl is sittin in my lapWhisper two words and we both break outMy Maybach seats is just as big as a couchNot the same girl now that the mic's at your mouthOh that's gettin nasty, let's get naughtyRollin around like a fo'-wheel afterpartyWe stop at a red light, there go your girls an' 'emNow we got the green light, driver follow them (let's go)You're rotatin with a guy that spend money like the world spin 'roundFirst guy to ever put the singin rap downSay the name Kels and these chicks spellboundBecause these chicks know I put the "12Play" downI gotta have it, I just can't stop limpinMaybe because I just can't stop pimpinNo matter what I do, I can't stop leaninWhen the fresh Prada's on and the sun is shininGirls it's your boyfriendWith that remix that keeps you clubbinDis collabo' crack got you fiendinThe industry kings and the rest is dreamin

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[Jay-Z]The moral of the tale, if you love your tailTreat her well, keep her 'way from Hov' and Kel'Because we can't stop pimpinWe put it on her 'til she can't stop limpinShe'll be a goner, you can play tough guy on the cornerI smoothe her out in the saunaYeah, I blew it out in the Bahamas, yeahYour lil' mama got a stellar armWe got it on like a telethonMr. Roc-A-Fella, gone